Bloody Lip at Woodstock '08

I was thinking about this story earlier and figured I'd write about it because it's pretty bizarre and not really awesome at all but somehow it all worked out.

So last year December my friend Nich and I decided to drive six hours inland to go to the Woodstock music festival which is basically an annual music/camping festival over 4 days or something. the year before was pretty awesome, all our friends were there and it wasn't as far away and everything in general was just way cool, 2008 pretty much sucked ass, but on to my story.

On one of the nights, I can remember which, probably the second or third night, I got pretty drunk (I was drunk most of the time I guess) but yeah so we went down to watch some of the bands at night and I had my camera on me, so I decided to go get some photos of the band, so I walked through the middle of the pit, it was quite 'loose' so it wasn't really a mission, snapped this photo...

...and started heading back through the pit. Halway through somebody jumped and head-butted me in the face and I could start to taste blood, so I was holding my mouth and when I looked back at my hand it looked like this (but more blurry haha)

So yeah my friends were like "oh shit, it's really bad, we have to get you to the medic" and stuff like that. So we went to the medical room and the guy was like, "yeah, I can't do facial stiches, you need to go to a hospital", this part's a bit blurry, but I think he said he just sent some other guy to the hospital and I should get a lift with him, the guy happened to be friends with my friend Juane and he had a dislocated finger.

So yeah in the car it was dislocated guy's friend driving, dislocated finger guy in passenger seat, Juane and me in the back. So we race off to the clinic and like we get to the first clinic and they're closed so we decide to go to another one. Okay so the guy driving is driving pretty fast because, well, there's 2 people in the car trying to get to hospital and like we driving pretty close behind this one car, and then they kinda stopped, I think they were probably doing it as a warning for us to get off his ass, but we drove straight into him. Not hard at all, like there was no damage to either cars I think. But this motherfucker gets out his car and starts freaking out, he comes over, pulls the door open and starts kicking the driver, the guy with the dislocated finger gets out and ran off somewhere, I dunno, it was all kinda a blur.

Yeah so eventually we got to the hospital where we sat in the waiting room for ages, met some chick that had cut her leg at the skatepark...

played around in the wheelchairs a bit...

and yeah then I eventually got stitched up, and we got a lift back with dislocated finger guy's dad back to the music festival (because he had to stay over night for an operation) where it was like 2am and everybody had gone to sleep and I managed to miss one of the only bands I really wanted to see at Woodstock.

The next few days were a mission eating and stuff, oh, and did I mention I locked my keys in the car within hours of getting there? well yeah, that sucked, and it was a cool life experience I guess. K BAAI!